Cold Room 6 Poem by Ros Venn

Room 6 is always cold,
Sun radiators and energy efficient lights have no effect,
Exams, English and French all in Room 6,
Two levels Higher and ordinary,

I have gained a chill and a coldfull headache, From Room 6,
I now wear a light navy jacket with pale pink/white hands,
My last few days here and I do not pity those who will be hereafter,
Almost an Adult but by some treated like a child,

5 days of the week and too many classes in Room 6,
Voices, humour, snobbery and friendship,
Room 6 I always feel hungry,
I'm like a furnace which fuel is burnt,

Room 6 I will not miss you,
I'll be in a warm gym room,
I will be a college student,
Dreams, hopes and fears for the future.